Chapter 3: The Witch's Wrath
The sun had fully risen over New York City, casting long shadows across the buildings as Peter and Momiji continued their investigation into the Serpent's Fang. The defeated cultists had given them a lead: an abandoned warehouse by the docks, where one of the cult's generals was rumored to be hiding.
The warehouse loomed ahead, its windows broken and its walls covered in graffiti. Peter and Momiji approached cautiously, their senses alert for any sign of danger. "This place gives me the creeps," Peter muttered, his spider-sense tingling.
Momiji nodded, her grip tightening on her naginata. "Be on guard. The witch we're about to face is one of Orochi's most powerful followers."
Inside, the air was thick with the scent of mildew and decay. The warehouse was dark, the only light filtering through gaps in the boarded-up windows. As they ventured deeper, they could hear faint chanting, growing louder with each step.
In the center of the warehouse, a circle of candles cast an eerie glow around a figure clad in dark robes. Her eyes glowed with malevolent energy, and a sinister smile played on her lips. "Welcome, Spider-Man and shrine maiden," she hissed. "I am Morgana, the witch of the Serpent's Fang. Your interference ends here."
Peter and Momiji exchanged a determined look, readying themselves for battle. "We're not afraid of you," Peter declared, his voice steady.
Morgana's laughter echoed through the warehouse. "You should be."
With a wave of her hand, the candles flared, and dark energy crackled around her. She unleashed a torrent of black flames, forcing Peter and Momiji to dodge and weave to avoid being incinerated. Peter's agility and webs allowed him to maneuver through the attacks, while Momiji's naginata deflected the flames with divine precision.
"You're going to have to try harder than that," Peter taunted, launching himself at Morgana with a series of rapid punches. She blocked his attacks with ease, her dark energy forming a protective barrier around her.
"Foolish hero," Morgana sneered. "You cannot hope to defeat me."
Momiji lunged forward, her naginata slicing through the air. Morgana countered with a blast of dark energy, sending Momiji sprawling across the floor. Peter's heart raced as he saw Momiji in danger. He shot a web to pull her to safety, but Morgana's magic was relentless.
"You cannot protect her," Morgana taunted, her eyes glowing with dark power. "She will fall, and so will you."
Peter's mind raced as he fought to keep Momiji safe. The words of his Uncle Ben echoed in his mind once more: "With great power comes great responsibility." He couldn't let Momiji face this danger alone. He had to protect her, no matter what.
With a surge of determination, Peter launched himself at Morgana, his fists a blur of motion. He dodged her attacks with incredible speed, his focus unwavering. "I won't let you hurt her," he declared, his voice filled with resolve.
Morgana's eyes narrowed, her dark energy intensifying. "Then you will die together."
She unleashed a powerful blast of magic, aimed directly at Momiji. Time seemed to slow as Peter realized the danger. Without hesitation, he threw himself in front of Momiji, taking the full force of the attack.
Pain seared through his body, but he refused to let it stop him. "No one...hurts my friends," he gasped, his vision blurring.
Momiji's heart ached as she saw Peter's sacrifice. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't afford to be weak. She stood, her resolve stronger than ever. "Peter, you saved me. Now it's my turn to save you."
With a fierce determination, she channeled the power of the heavenly dragon into her naginata. The blade glowed with a brilliant light, cutting through the darkness. She advanced on Morgana, her strikes precise and unstoppable.
Morgana's confidence wavered as Momiji's power grew. "Impossible," she muttered, her dark energy faltering.
With one final, decisive strike, Momiji shattered Morgana's defenses, her naginata piercing the witch's heart. Morgana let out a scream of agony before collapsing, her dark energy dissipating into nothingness.
The warehouse fell silent, the only sound the labored breathing of Peter and Momiji. She rushed to his side, her eyes filled with concern. "Peter, are you okay?"
He managed a weak smile, his pain evident. "I've been better. But you were amazing."
Momiji's cheeks flushed with warmth, her heart swelling with gratitude and admiration. "Thank you, Peter. You saved my life."
Peter's smile widened, despite the pain. "Well, I couldn't let anything happen to someone as cute as you."
Momiji's blush deepened, but she couldn't hide her smile. "You're impossible."
Before they could catch their breath, the shadows in the warehouse began to shift, revealing another group of cultists. These were elite warriors, their eyes burning with a fanatical zeal. "You may have defeated Morgana, but the Serpent's Fang will never fall," one of them declared, drawing a wicked-looking blade.
Peter and Momiji exchanged a determined glance. They were exhausted, but their resolve was unshaken. "Ready for round two?" Peter asked, his voice filled with determination.
Momiji nodded, her naginata glowing with renewed energy. "Let's do this."
The battle erupted with even greater intensity. The elite cultists were highly skilled, their attacks precise and deadly. Peter and Momiji fought with everything they had, their movements a symphony of agility and power.
Peter's spider-sense guided him through the flurry of attacks, his webs creating barriers and traps that slowed the cultists' advance. He leaped and twisted through the air, landing powerful blows that sent his enemies sprawling. "These guys are tough," he muttered, his breath coming in gasps.
Momiji's naginata was a blur of motion, cutting through the cultists' defenses with divine precision. Her training as a shrine maiden had prepared her for moments like this, and she fought with a fierce determination. "We can't let them complete their plans," she declared, her voice steady.
As the battle raged on, Peter and Momiji's bond grew stronger. They moved as one, their attacks synchronized and their support unwavering. The cultists' numbers dwindled, but their resolve did not falter.
Suddenly, one of the cultists broke through their defenses, charging at Momiji with a deadly strike. Peter's heart pounded in his chest as he saw the danger. Without thinking, he threw himself in front of her, taking the blow meant for her.
Pain shot through his body, but he refused to fall. "No one...hurts her," he gasped, his vision blurring.
Momiji's heart ached as she saw Peter's sacrifice once again. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't afford to be weak. She stood, her resolve stronger than ever. "Peter, you saved me again. Now it's my turn to save you."
With a fierce determination, she channeled the power of the heavenly dragon into her naginata. The blade glowed with a brilliant light, cutting through the darkness. She advanced on the cultist, her strikes precise and unstoppable.
The cultist's confidence wavered as Momiji's power grew. "Impossible," he muttered, his dark energy faltering.
With one final, decisive strike, Momiji shattered the cultist's defenses, her naginata piercing his heart. The cultist let out a scream of agony before collapsing, his dark energy dissipating into nothingness.
The warehouse fell silent once more, the only sound the labored breathing of Peter and Momiji. She rushed to his side, her eyes filled with concern. "Peter, are you okay?"
He managed a weak smile, his pain evident. "I've been better. But you were amazing."
Momiji's cheeks flushed with warmth, her heart swelling with gratitude and admiration. "Thank you, Peter. You saved my life again."
Peter's smile widened, despite the pain. "Well, I couldn't let anything happen to someone as cute as you."
Momiji's blush deepened, but she couldn't hide her smile. "You're impossible."
As they helped each other to their feet, they knew that their bond had grown even stronger. Together, they had faced a powerful enemy and emerged victorious. But the fight against the Serpent's Fang was far from over, and they would need each other's strength and support for the battles to come.
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